Uncherished

My friend was weeping and heartbroken. She felt all alone and abandoned, left to cope with their three children single-handedly. Where was her husband?
No not playing golf, watching football or working. He was upstairs playing computer games, role-playing computer games. He was so consumed with playing the games he was ignoring his wife. Oh he would not say he was ignoring her. But unlike golf, football, working, or a thousand other things, playing computer games seems like nothing. To my friend, it seemed she was so not worth her husband's time that he preferred the mindlessness of a computer game. As if he wanted to escape her and needed an excuse.
When she wanted to talk to him, it was to the back of his head. Or to his face, but he never looked up from the screen, never gave her his attention.